GRAFFITI GIRLS
I fell in love with a Graffiti Girl
It was the eyes
the windows of the soul
the windows on the wall
I could stare forever and she wouldn't say
"What you bleeding looking at you perv?"
I could blow her kisses to the dog walkers' chorus
"aye, aye, there's another mad un"
I could run my finger along the contour of her lips
She didn't seem to mind that I was an older man
she understood
the lost years
I couldn't harm her
and she couldn't harm me
the ideal relationship scenario
when I looked away and glanced back
she held her loving gaze.
multicolored magic.
Some conventional couples
might call it tragic
that I fell in love
with the
mirage madonna
up, upon the wall
but she made me feel ten feet tall
and what is more
I know that she'll be there tomorrow.
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